Lu Bei took a sip of sake, listened to the ticking autumn rain outside the window, and thought about his next step. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, there was a sudden noise of commotion outside the inn.

"Where did the beggars ask for food here, and they don't look at what kind of place it is. ”

This is a voice that feels slightly familiar to Lu Bei, well, it seems to be a guy from this inn.

Lu Bei gently put down the wine cup in his hand and listened attentively.

A clear voice sounded, and it seemed to be the old beggar in the mouth of the guy.

Lang said: "It's raining outside, I'm here to take shelter from the rain, I don't go in, why bother to drive people." ”

The guy said coldly: "Shelter from the rain, you are standing under the porch, the smell is stinking, the inn is full of people, affecting business, go quickly...... Don't stand here. ”

"Oops", it seems that the man has pushed the old beggar to the ground with an impatient face.

When Lu Bei heard this voice, his brows furrowed.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of a clear song.

I have seen the people of the world, born and resurrected.

Yesterday, there were two Jews, and the strong man sprinkled the shirt.

Now over seventy, he is sleepy and haggard.

Just like yesterday's flowers, blooming and setting at night.

Listening to the ethereal artistic conception of this song, Lu Bei's heart moved, picked up the sword, and called outside: "Man, let the old gentleman outside come in and have a few glasses of wine under him." ”

When the innkeeper heard Lu Bei's words, he hurriedly turned around, poked his hands, and said with a hesitant face: "Guest officer, you see that this old beggar is in tatters, affecting other diners. ”

Lu Bei didn't say much, he reached into his arms, and a snowflake of silver flew out, and the guy hurriedly took it with both hands.

"Is that enough?" Lu Bei said in a condensed voice.

The fellow weighed the money in his hand, and it was about four or five taels.

Even if you accept the guest as a reward, you have to hand over half of it to the shopkeeper, and there are two or three taels left, which is enough for the family to spend a month.

The man shouted to the beggar outside with joy: "Alas...... There's a kind boy inside, please go in and have a drink. ”

The beggar was in tattered clothes, barefoot, and didn't seem to know how to be humble, so he walked straight to the table in Lubei.

The man whispered with contempt: "This old beggar is really big-faced. ”

But after all, it was for the sake of the face of the silver given by Lu Bei, and he no longer blocked the old beggar from entering the door.

Lu Bei looked up and found that the beggar was dressed in a shabby blue shirt, with a boot under his feet, and he was shaking three times.

Although his person is a little unkempt, his eyebrows are clear and his eyes are bright. If you look closely, this person is actually only twenty or thirty years old, how can he feel old and powerless as the inn guy said.

When Lu Bei looked at the beggar carefully, the beggar also looked at Lu Bei in surprise.

Lu Bei hugged his fists and said, "This gentleman is invited." ”

The beggar lifted his sleeves and rubbed the table and chair with his dirty sleeves before sitting down.

Lu Bei saw this scene and smiled slightly: "Sir, the dust is not as pure as the mountains. ”

"The hearts of mortals are changeable, and they are indeed not as strong as the pine and tough stones in the mountains. ”

Hearing Lu Bei's words, the blue-shirted beggar's eyes narrowed slightly, and he answered.

After the blue-shirted beggar said this, he was not polite, and with a pair of palms covered with dirt and like white jade, he raised the wine cup that Lu Bei had just used, brought it to his lips, and drank it all with his head up.

Then he said, "Good wine." ”

"Nature is a good wine. ”

"It's a pity. The blue-shirted beggar took a few drops of wine from the corner of his mouth and sighed softly.

Lu Bei didn't ask the blue-shirted beggar what he was sorry for, he just picked up the wine jug again, poured a glass in the wine cup by himself, and didn't dislike the blue-shirted beggar for using this wine glass, put it to his mouth, and took a sip gently.

The blue-shirted beggar saw Lu Bei's expression unappreliant, and his face was calm and unwavering.

He said in a deep voice: "Xiaoyou, you are very wise. ”

Lu Bei looked directly into the eyes of the blue-shirted beggar and said word by word: "Why did Mr. teach me?"

The blue-shirted beggar chuckled softly, and this seemed to be the first time the blue-shirted beggar had laughed since he came in.

It's nice to laugh at.

There is no long-term begging or gloom at the bottom, only an indescribable brightness and free and easy charm.

In other words, if this blue-shirted beggar bows to a clear spring and washes away the stains on his face, he must be a beautiful man with red lips and white teeth and an elegant demeanor.

The blue-shirted beggar smiled and said: "Little friend, you can know the turbidity, danger, foolishness, and faintness of people's hearts." ”

Lu Bei seemed to be thoughtful, and said in a clear voice: "Lu knows himself, if he doesn't know...... I can't see Mr. either. ”

The blue-shirted beggar smiled awkwardly, coughed, and gently covered it. His gaze suddenly turned to the Chixiao Sword that Lu Bei's right hand was pressing.

was about to step forward and reach out to grab it, but the back of his hand was held down by Lu Bei.

The blue-shirted beggar didn't care, and said suddenly: "Good sword." ”

"What's so good?"

"This sword can sweep the universe on the top, and slay demons on the bottom. The blue-shirted beggar thought for a moment before he said in a deep voice.

Lu Bei slowly let go of the hand that was pressing on the back of his hand, and agreed in a rather sincere tone: "But it's a good sword." ”

The blue-shirted beggar withdrew his hand without moving, as if what had just happened had not happened.

Then he sighed and said, "It's a pity...... This sword has a lot of cause and effect, and it is not something that can be held by a small friend. ”

Lu Bei took a sip of wine, looked at the continuous rain, and muttered: "The sword of the human emperor is indeed not something that Lu can hold." ”

Lu Bei turned his head and said in a cold tone: "Sir, is there anything else to say?"

The blue-shirted beggar raised his eyebrows, and smiled softly: "Little friend, since you hold this sword, do you dare to kill the demon?"

Lu Bei stared at the blue-shirted beggar, exhaled a breath and said, "Why not." ”

When the blue-shirted beggar heard this, his eyes were completely withdrawn from the Chixiao Sword, and he no longer had any nostalgia.

stood up, shook the dust on his sleeves that didn't seem to exist, and said loudly: "Tomorrow night, Xiaoyou can go to Dajing Lane in the west of the city to find me." ”

With that, the blue-shirted beggar pulled on a boot and hobbled towards the outside of the inn.

Lu Bei picked up the wine cup on the table, put it to his lips, and drank it in one gulp.

I only feel that this wine has just entered the mouth, fragrant and rich, and the spirit is clear.

At this time, on the street outside the rain, there was a faint singing: "Stepping on the song of blue and caihe, the world can be geometric, a red face and a spring tree, and a shuttle in the passing years." The ancients went and never returned, but today people are coming to ......"

Lu Bei's eyes were startled, and he said in his heart, it turned out to be this person.

If this person is this person, it makes sense why he is dressed in a blue shirt, with one foot on his feet and one foot on his boots.

Lu Bei never expected that the person who had been fighting with him for a long time would be Lan Caihe, one of the eight immortals in the future Shangdong.

I didn't expect Lan Caihe, who walked the world as a beggar, to be disgusted with the filth of the human heart in the mortal world to the point of being almost clean.

His people lingered outside the inn, and they came to themselves from beginning to end, or to the Chixiao Sword in their hands.

Although the Chixiao Sword is not a spiritual treasure, it is a divine weapon of special significance, it is Liu Bang, the son of the Red Emperor, who beheaded the sword of the White Emperor's uprising, leveled the dragon and snake in the world, and the four hundred years of the Han family have been infiltrated by the world's luck, and it has long been closely related to humanity.

It is not too much to say that it is a humane holy weapon.

But when did Lan Caihe notice the Chixiao Sword in his hand?

Thinking of this, Lu Bei suddenly realized that he must have noticed it when he broke the sword when he had a conflict with Fu Guanbao.

Really...... People like no good things, and dogs will be happy.

As for the temptation of others with words, I am afraid that they also have the intention of examining their own hearts.

Lu Bei sighed, looked at the Chixiao Sword in his hand, and said in his heart: "This sword is related to the number of humane qi, and today the lower countries also have a faint tendency to unify, this sword is in his hand, after all, it will not last long." ”